Lost Yet Found

Chapter 3 - Helping Out

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Emily sighed and said "why did you bring me to the bathroom?," I replied "because you're sick," I put the back of my hand on her head, she's really warm, I stood up and grabbed the thermometer from the medicine cabinet. I crouched down and said "stick this in your mouth, and call me if it beeps I'll be right back,"I handed it to her, then stood up and walked downstairs to get a cold water bottle from the fridge, I walked back into the bathroom in time to hear the thermometer start beeping. I took it out of her mouth and read '110' degrees, my eyes widened and I said "do you think you can take a bath by yourself without falling when you stand up." She gave me a look like she thought I was crazy she replied "let's find out," she grabbed my shoulder and the edge of the counter and stood up she took a step toward the bathtub and collapsed. I quickly caught her before she hit the ground and replied "okay, let's not do that again, just uh... take off your jacket, shirt and pants, leave your under clothes on."

She gave me a look that said 'you're insane,' she said "um... how about  I sit on the edge of the bathtub get undressed and just slid in, that way there's no walking involved, and you don't need to be in the room that way." I said "okay, that could work but what will happen when you need to get out of the bathtub?," she replied "I could pull myself up and sit on the edge again, then you can just leave towle in there, and I'll get dressed in my clothes again." I nodded and said "alright, I'll wash your clothes while you're taking the cold bath," I turned the water on before I got towels and put then on the counter. She was already in the bathtub when I came back, the shower curtain  was pulled out creating a wall between us, I questioned "are you feeling any better?,"  she replied "yea, thank you," I collected her clothes from the floor, and replied "no problem."

the washing machine beeped after 20 minutes and I took her clothes out, then I put them into the dryer  and pressed start, before I walked upstairs emily called out "I'm so cold," I sighed and replied "I know, thats because of your fever, you need to stay in there until your fever is at least 105," she replied "okay." About 20 minutes later I took her clothes out of the dryer and put her now clean clothes in the bathroom and said "how's your fever?," she replied "106, last time I checked,"  I said "you can come out of the cold bath then." I walked out of the bathroom and waited for her to ask for my help getting to bed.

{Emily's P.O.V}

I struggled to put my clothes on before I called out "Demi I need your help," she walked into the room and pick me up easily, she's bound to notice how underweight I am, I hope she doesn't worry to much I'm fine. She broke my thoughts by questioning, "are you bleeding?," I replied "I don't think so,"  as she set me down on the bed she said  "sit up, I think you're bleeding," I responded "what makes you think that?," as I sat up. she lifted up the back of my shirt and gasped she said "oh,  um did you fall on anything,  there's a long deep cut on your back, how did you not notice," I thought for a moment. I replied "I think it happened when I tried to walk to the trash can to puke this morning, I collapsed and my back hit on something, but didn't bother with it." 

Demi told me to wait on the bed, she came back with paper towels, and a-lot of large bandaids and a bottle of something, which she put onto the paper towels, I questioned "what is that?," she replied "hydrogen peroxide, this is going to sting, a-lot, you can squeeze my arm if you want to." I nodded and grabbed her arm with my right hand she held my shoulder and sat next to me and said "ready?" I nodded and then I felt a large stinging pain spread over my back, I squeezed her arm as hard as I could and she replied "I'm sorry, I had to do that, I don't want it to get infected." I responded "I know," as she began to cover the wound in bandaids." 

When she finished she said "take off your jacket and lay down, try to sleep," She went to walk out of the room and I said "wait, don't leave, I don't want to be alone," She smiled and responded "okay, I'll stay until you fall asleep," I laid down and she put the sheet over me. Demi laid down on her back next to me I was rolled on my side facing the wall, I heard her whisper "what am I going to do when you're better and want to leave, I don't want you to go out and get sick, or hurt, or killed, because you have no family and no home." I smiled and whispered "I'm not sure," for the first time since my parents and brother were killed someone actually cares about me, cares enough to care for and want me around, and they aren't pretending to like when I'm in the room, she actually cares about  me my health. I finally drifted off to sleep  happy for the first time in about two years.